this empty northern hemisphere (2009) by gregory alan isakov lyric starters some minor edits for ease of use; feel free to change pronouns, etc.
I packed up the dust of all that I owned, handkerchief hung from a pole.
I rolled out the day that the apples fell.
Here's the part where I just lose everything.
This golden loveās gone bad.
The simple notes you sang just went astray.
Everything was up and now it's coming down.
I've been long gone, couldn't you tell?
I couldnāt hide my shame.
She pulls on this heart like the moon pulls on the sea.
You came on strong like some running wave.
Your beauty left me broke and hungry.
Those brokenhearted lovers, they got nothing on me.
There ain't no sign of a dime, but hey. Anyone can dream.
There's a thin dark cloud in the evening air after every sunny day.
Iām banking on ____ to keep me calm and clear and straight.
Thereās a loneliness thatās blowing.
Iām saving all my sleep for another life.
I was there when the rain tapped her way down your face.
You are a miracle, Iām just holding your space.
Time has a way of throwing it all in your face.
The past, she is haunted, the future is laced.
Heartbreak, you know, drives a big black car.
This could be all that we know of love.
The song in my head, well, was all that I had.
Hope was a letter I never could send.
Love was a country we couldnāt defend.
Iād love to just get into some of your stories.
Itās just me and all of my plain Jane glory.
Where were you when I was still kind?
Look, he's coming down.
Can you shake it up just once, for me?
Oh, you should have heard them.
Living here in this city on fire, well I've been fine.
While you are sleeping, you bet that I might walk this empty northern hemisphere wide.
And the kingdom, it came, it all fell down, it all fell to dust.
There was nothing to hold so we let it go.
We were empty, we were hollow.
I ain't wondering where you are.
Words mean more at night.
Did you ever notice the way light means more at night than it did all day long?
Light means more at night.Ā Like your hair and your face and your smile.
Iāll send you my words from the corners of my room.
I wish I could leave my bones and my skin and float over the tired tired sea so that I could see you again.
Oh, what a shame.
This house, sheās holding secrets.
I will go if you ask me to.
If I go, Iām going on fire. Let my anger take me there.
Please let me come into your storm.














